NAME. Katryna “Pelles” Redwyne AGE & BIRTH DATE. 1916 & August 17th, 1116 BCE GENDER & PRONOUNS. Female & She/her RACE & CLASS. Leanan Sídhe OCCUPATION. Costume Designer at Jester’s Court ( Theatre ) FACE CLAIM. Jenna Coleman
BIOGRAPHY
( tw: Pelles defied all logic, reason and expectations. She cooed into the ears of a Fey King and rendered him merciless to the tiny grasp of your hands. He couldn't help the way he would bend all the realities in the world to keep such a smile on the face of his newborn daughter, despite the misfortunes she possessed. The mother had only lived shortly after, unable to heal fully from the wounds of childbirth. So Pelles grew as quickly as she could to fend for herself and the little resources her father could provide within the Wilds of the Otherworld. She would watch from her hiding place the world in which her mother came from and simply admire the beauty of it. To reach out and touch it was all that she desired, yet Pelles never had the courage to do the very deed to get her there. Anytime they had a man within her grasp, she felt dirty, disgusting, dreadful. She never went through with it, and instead cried in frustration she never could end one's life with the hopes of expanding her own. Her father sent many men into the Otherworld so that she could take her chance at living out this dream of hers and yet, she would do nothing but disappoint him.
Pelles and Oberon found themselves arguing often, as it seemed his daughter was too soft and that could never survive in the world she desired to be a part of. Yet, it soon came to pass that he finally began to understand her perspective. He began to understand how she didn't want to have to rely on no man or woman to provide her the life she desired, and no matter how great she made them, it held no reservation for the dead were never able to bask truly in the glory of their works. How she wished she could see and be a part of the greatness that mankind was, without the need of her interference. With this in mind, Oberon had done something even Pelles herself could have never expected.
Pelles and Titania never had a relationship, for Pelles remained in the dark for as long as she could. Oberon made sure of that. However, when Pelles placed the Holy Grail into Pelles hands, a rude awakening occurred. Oberon used and betrayed his beloved Queen for the opportunity to see his daughter truly happy in her life. Pelles drank from the Grail hesitantly as the imbalance of power began to be felt across the lands and Titania found herself rather compromised. Pelles could remember that day as if it were yesterday, grabbing her father's hand after partaking of such sweet liquids and finally being led from the Wilds out to the realm of mortality. The fresh scent of wet grass filled her lungs as she felt the earth beneath her feet. Her hand grazed upon the trunk of a tree and felt the texture that was Mother Nature upon them, admiring the growth of such magnificence. Pelles found herself intoxicated by her environment, as she finally took a moment with her father to be simple beings in this perfect realm.
Yet, this bliss could only last so long. After all, one may say that it was thanks to this betrayal between the King and Queen of the Fey that allowed Aodhán and his united clans to finally prevail against Titania in sending her to the Otherworld. So she had to enjoy the one night of brief joy before the ever-lasting memory of her father sternly grabbing her petite wrists. The severity of her father's voice terrified her, but the message was clear. Word would travel quickly, but she had to be faster. While people searched for something within their grasp, she had to be intangible, invisible. No matter the cost, Pelles, he said, let no one hold this grail but you. It was the look of desperation in his eyes, and the trust he held in her to fulfill such a duty that got her to agree. If ever asked, one could say it was the only time she ever saw an ounce of humanity and genuinity.
From that moment onwards, she found herself living as a nomad. She took this sacrifice her father made to explore the vast lands of Avalon. She has been in the background as civilization slowly advanced to what it was now, whispering into the ears of men the greatness they could possess one day. she was there, a pretty enticing being. Many have called her an angel, come down to enrich and impart hope to all the men and women of Avalon. Others called her a seductress of the dark arts who would drag men to their demise after many false hopes. Her goal has forever remained the same, yet another part of her wishes she could explore more on what makes a human themselves. Why so many have dedicated their entire lives and efforts into finding her and her Holy Grail. What about the promises seem so appealing. After all, despite the greatness she has seen before her eyes, she is unsure rather she would like to remain alive for the rest of her eternity. Not alone, at least.
PERSONALITY
+ empathetic, courteous, encouraging – aimless, materialistic, opinionated
PLAYED BY MINA. PST. She/Her.
